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Ants. I can't explain it honestly, but ever since I was little I've had this fascination with them. Ants really get my motor running. The thought of thousands of them crawling all over my body and my ♥♥♥♥ just biting the ♥♥♥♥ out of me gives me a ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ head rush. Sometimes I like to imagine a world where I can walk outside and just ♥♥♥♥ an anthill and all the little ants start to freak out and attack my invading member, but it's already too late, I'm on all fours and just going at it. Raping their home into a pile of rubble and then drowning their queen in my thick semen.